It’s both a safe bet
and a massive understatement too to say that significant numbers of individuals
globally who either knowingly or else unintentionally but all the same
pleasurably get caught up in a one-to-one personal and emotional relationship
with another person, normally, if not always initially to start with, expect from
their mutual association with each other the kind of enlivening, heartening and
reassuring satisfaction commensurate, they feel, imperative to achieve and
would therefore like to unrestrictedly realize from voluntarily engaging both
empathetically and intimately with that specific and exceptionally special
person on whom they’re completely depending on to fulfil their innermost and
even undisclosed expectations.

Wishful thinking on
the part of some who would earnestly like for these deeply felt and often
treasured expectations to be endorsed and fulfilled, in the process of this
happening, through the mechanisms of this entirely new, propitious and
decidedly intimate association that, as things stand, both individuals are
beneficially having. That said though, appearances can often be unreliable in
the perception they convey, and in the worst case scenario be cruelly deceiving
to those who invest their complete trust and immense time and effort in them.

Then there are those
who have no compunction whatsoever in cynically or callously exploiting the
touching faith placed in them by others for their own perverse ends, and doing
so regardless of the psychological harm they occasion to those who’re involved
and intentionally put on the receiving end of their heartlessness as well as
their endemic selfishness. But, of course, none of this is ever going to stop
people from falling in love or speculatively hoping that things turn out as
they would like for them to be; as love isn’t just a romantic experimentation
it can also be a mug’s game, and which category you let yourself fall into is,
I’m afraid, a matter that’s totally up to you and I would presume of your own
choosing. And if not, it’s too complex a pursuit, which honestly you shouldn’t
seriously be involved in!

The rank hypocrisies and blatant double standards
surrounding the US presidential elections and following the installation of its
new President and which are ricocheting on this side of the Atlantic are so perverse
that I won’t insult my intellect nor waste my time discussing them. That’s for
all the idiots involved and who are obsessed by them to discuss. I have my
views on the matter but were I to start elucidating them in full it would take
me writing non-stop to this time next year to enunciate them.

One question though that I’d like to posit. How the hell
does someone with the German familial surname of DRUMPF – changed of course as
these rightwing sorts always do – which I’ve deliberately used in this poem and
apart from himself and his father who were born in the United States have the
sheer nerve and bloody gall in a country founded on Genocide and enforced
Slavery and inundated with foreigners and those of foreign ancestry – in other
words IMMIGRANTS - and where those
indigenous inhabitants of the continent he’s in and doesn’t bear the name of
these peoples’ ancestors, as the largely white, like Herr Drumpf’s European
immigrant settlers changed it, oh and by the way all this without any consultation with or the consent of the people who actually owned that land
and furthermore where these said indigenous peoples have no say in the
immigration policies of their own homeland – think that he has the inalienable
right to unilaterally say who the hell lives there because he’s been elected
President of the USA.

I’d be honest with all of you and say that out of the two
completely lost cases that were on show in that US presidential election I
personally held my nose and wished that it was Donald instead of Hillary who
won. And if he cleans up, as he said he
would do, the stinking sewers that are WashingtonDC and Wall Street, then good for him as this
urgently needs to be done; but with so many billionaires in his cabinet that’s
as realistic a situation as going to the Vatican to ask for contraceptive
counselling!

Yes! There are sadomasochists involved in practically every
aspect of everyday human life: persons wholly lacking in self-worth, devoid of
any noticeable acquisition or demonstration of commonsensical behaviour much
less so discernible intellectual acumen but, all the same, whose activities,
both individually and collectively, can and do cause irreparable harm to those
whom they overtly or even surreptitiously indulge their brainless,
self-dependency leanings, wanton and avaricious yearnings along with their
pernicious activities overall, gratifyingly with.

Personal indulgences you might say; and therefore are
perfectly permissible among consenting adults in the privacy of their homes or
private lives and certainly alright within the environs of a vibrant and
progressive democracy and its objectively thinking and pragmatically practising
citizens, in relation to what other people quite lawfully do with their lives
inside that that country; and I wholeheartedly agree.

However when demented sadomasochism combines, I believe,
with compulsive control-freakism, that’s altogether a wholly different matter
regardless of what society that they emerge in and manage to ingratiate
themselves in. For I firmly believe that in such vile and threatening
situations they mustn’t, with their undercurrent of moral and societal
aberrations and their attendant consequences, be so easily, glibly and
broad-mindedly be accepted much less so encouraged.

About Me

I'm a highly intelligent, articulate and well-educated human being with an intuitive but enterprising sense of responsibility and a strong moral compass that instinctively demarcates what's right and wrong.
Trust, confidentiality and having the courage, regardless of what I do, to formulate and stand by my own personal convictions are key aspects of my life and, unsurprisingly, are also principal characteristics I attach great importance to and naturally expect from those who want to play a meaningful role in my life.
I don't suffer fools gladly, in fact not at all and most definitely haven’t got any interest in or time for egotists, time-wasters, attention seekers or the narcissistic.
Furthermore, I’m an adult and in my private and professional lives prefer to deal with genuine adults, so anyone who wants to act childishly and thinks they can have any kind of relationship with me, then you’re wrong!
And my advice to you in that regard is to go and enrol in a kindergarten as you'll possibly have better luck there.
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